where are the people?
lamenting heat that sucks all coldness around
hahaha!!!
and then a crackling sound. Sepia-colored afternoon.
a ventilator moves it's head from side to side
as if guarding an invisible enemy,
fiery sultriness
a television tired of running pictures on its screen
toneless, soporific, irksome
an afternoon of silent screams and divestiture of sanity
oh mighty sun, kiss us with your tender punch
wave your compliments on a brumal state
dog days in December
Saturday, December 29, 2007
Tuesday, November 06, 2007
Sweet Ryhthmic Days
I am writing something so you can't hurt me tonight...
First, can you spell JOCUND?
Can you spell it backwards? upside-down?
Can you define it and use it in a sentence?
forcibly inject it into my senses so i may not wallow tonight in DESPONDENCY
so that LACHRYMOSE phantasms would not visit me in my dreams.
can you spell PREDICAMENT?
Can you define it and use it in a sentence?
like love COERCIVELY hanging above your head.
war-thorned memoir of last year's necrosis.
Second, I am JOVIAL about this, yes i am
words spinning endlessly through roots of it's epoch
canned good dreams being sold at a local flea market
insignificant, expired, COLD
Finally, It's GOOD
three days of bearable LIGHTNESS,a bereft poison
strength is a widow hiding in a dark mask
hope is a pigeon, aeronautical, airborne
love is. well. always. love. BLANK.
First, can you spell JOCUND?
Can you spell it backwards? upside-down?
Can you define it and use it in a sentence?
forcibly inject it into my senses so i may not wallow tonight in DESPONDENCY
so that LACHRYMOSE phantasms would not visit me in my dreams.
can you spell PREDICAMENT?
Can you define it and use it in a sentence?
like love COERCIVELY hanging above your head.
war-thorned memoir of last year's necrosis.
Second, I am JOVIAL about this, yes i am
words spinning endlessly through roots of it's epoch
canned good dreams being sold at a local flea market
insignificant, expired, COLD
Finally, It's GOOD
three days of bearable LIGHTNESS,a bereft poison
strength is a widow hiding in a dark mask
hope is a pigeon, aeronautical, airborne
love is. well. always. love. BLANK.
Monday, October 22, 2007
Let's get Fucked up and Die
A very brilliantly written song by Motion City Soundtrack.... dig this one!
Saturday, October 06, 2007
Blur
"Blur"
-from Ecstatic in the Poison by Andrew Hudgins
Storms of perfume lift from honeysuckle,
lilac, clover—and drift across the threshold,
outside reclaiming inside as its home.
Warm days whirl in a bright unnumberable blur,
a cup—a grail brimmed with delirium
and humbling boredom both. I was a boy,
I thought I'd always be a boy, pell—mell,
mean, and gaily murderous one moment
as I decapitated daises with a stick,
then overcome with summer's opium,
numb—slumberous. I thought I'd always be a boy,
each day its own millennium, each
one thousand years of daylight ending in
the night watch, summer's pervigilium,
which I could never keep because by sunset
I was an old man. I was Methuselah,
the oldest man in the holy book. I drowsed.
I nodded, slept—and without my watching, the world,
whose permanence I doubted, returned again,
bluebell and blue jay, speedwell and cardinal
still there when the light swept back,
and so was I, which I had also doubted.
I understood with horror then with joy,
dubious and luminous joy: it simply spins.
It doesn't need my feet to make it turn.
It doesn't even need my eyes to watch it,
and I, though a latecomer to its surface, I'd
be leaving early. It was my duty to stay awake
and sing if I could keep my mind on singing,
not extinction, as blurred green summer, lifted
to its apex, succumbed to gravity and fell
to autumn, Ilium, and ashes. In joy
we are our own uncomprehending mourners,
and more than joy I longed for understanding
and more than understanding I longed for joy.
-from Ecstatic in the Poison by Andrew Hudgins
Storms of perfume lift from honeysuckle,
lilac, clover—and drift across the threshold,
outside reclaiming inside as its home.
Warm days whirl in a bright unnumberable blur,
a cup—a grail brimmed with delirium
and humbling boredom both. I was a boy,
I thought I'd always be a boy, pell—mell,
mean, and gaily murderous one moment
as I decapitated daises with a stick,
then overcome with summer's opium,
numb—slumberous. I thought I'd always be a boy,
each day its own millennium, each
one thousand years of daylight ending in
the night watch, summer's pervigilium,
which I could never keep because by sunset
I was an old man. I was Methuselah,
the oldest man in the holy book. I drowsed.
I nodded, slept—and without my watching, the world,
whose permanence I doubted, returned again,
bluebell and blue jay, speedwell and cardinal
still there when the light swept back,
and so was I, which I had also doubted.
I understood with horror then with joy,
dubious and luminous joy: it simply spins.
It doesn't need my feet to make it turn.
It doesn't even need my eyes to watch it,
and I, though a latecomer to its surface, I'd
be leaving early. It was my duty to stay awake
and sing if I could keep my mind on singing,
not extinction, as blurred green summer, lifted
to its apex, succumbed to gravity and fell
to autumn, Ilium, and ashes. In joy
we are our own uncomprehending mourners,
and more than joy I longed for understanding
and more than understanding I longed for joy.
Monday, September 10, 2007
Let's all start with these piece..
A Song On the End of the World
by Nobel laureate Czeslaw Milosz
Translated by Anthony Milosz
On the day the world ends
A bee circles a clover,
A fisherman mends a glimmering net.
Happy porpoises jump in the sea,
By the rainspout young sparrows are playing
And the snake is gold-skinned as it should always be.
On the day the world ends
Women walk through the fields under their umbrellas,
A drunkard grows sleepy at the edge of a lawn,
Vegetable peddlers shout in the street
And a yellow-sailed boat comes nearer the island,
The voice of a violin lasts in the air
And leads into a starry night.
And those who expected lightning and thunder
Are disappointed.
And those who expected signs and archangels' trumps
Do not believe it is happening now.
As long as the sun and the moon are above,
As long as the bumblebee visits a rose,
As long as rosy infants are born
No one believes it is happening now.
Only a white-haired old man, who would be a prophet
Yet is not a prophet, for he's much too busy,
Repeats while he binds his tomatoes:
No other end of the world will there be,
No other end of the world will there be.
by Nobel laureate Czeslaw Milosz
Translated by Anthony Milosz
On the day the world ends
A bee circles a clover,
A fisherman mends a glimmering net.
Happy porpoises jump in the sea,
By the rainspout young sparrows are playing
And the snake is gold-skinned as it should always be.
On the day the world ends
Women walk through the fields under their umbrellas,
A drunkard grows sleepy at the edge of a lawn,
Vegetable peddlers shout in the street
And a yellow-sailed boat comes nearer the island,
The voice of a violin lasts in the air
And leads into a starry night.
And those who expected lightning and thunder
Are disappointed.
And those who expected signs and archangels' trumps
Do not believe it is happening now.
As long as the sun and the moon are above,
As long as the bumblebee visits a rose,
As long as rosy infants are born
No one believes it is happening now.
Only a white-haired old man, who would be a prophet
Yet is not a prophet, for he's much too busy,
Repeats while he binds his tomatoes:
No other end of the world will there be,
No other end of the world will there be.
Thursday, March 08, 2007
Top 5
I ask a few people around through text their top 5 songs in no particular order. Some didn't reply while some eagerly answered. And here's what i gathered...
from Abby...
1. Irreplaceable
2. Someday
3. Nothings' gonna stop us now - revived by MYMP
4. Faraway -Nickelback
5. Some local song (she forgot the song title and the local artist)
from Marco...
1. Giant Steps
2. Hey It's Me You're Talking To
3. So What
4. Soap O Pera
5. Blue Bossa
from Annix...
1. lovable
2. Stick around
3. Goodman
4. I could not ask for more
5. till they take my heart away
6. no ordinary love
7. i wanna fuck you (yes.. i was also shocked)
(... and yes again, more than 5 daw eh)
from Bertong kulangot...
sorry... di nako nakakapakinig ng radyo ngayon eh, pautang na lang.
..And of course, my top 5 songs for this week, or this month, i dunno, basta this is my top 5 songs. Playlist is courtesy of imeem.com (click play)
from Abby...
1. Irreplaceable
2. Someday
3. Nothings' gonna stop us now - revived by MYMP
4. Faraway -Nickelback
5. Some local song (she forgot the song title and the local artist)
from Marco...
1. Giant Steps
2. Hey It's Me You're Talking To
3. So What
4. Soap O Pera
5. Blue Bossa
from Annix...
1. lovable
2. Stick around
3. Goodman
4. I could not ask for more
5. till they take my heart away
6. no ordinary love
7. i wanna fuck you (yes.. i was also shocked)
(... and yes again, more than 5 daw eh)
from Bertong kulangot...
sorry... di nako nakakapakinig ng radyo ngayon eh, pautang na lang.
..And of course, my top 5 songs for this week, or this month, i dunno, basta this is my top 5 songs. Playlist is courtesy of imeem.com (click play)
Saturday, March 03, 2007
snapped out
Ang Dagat Ng Mga Uwak
Nahihirapan na naman
(ang puso mo)
Naliligaw sa kawalan
At hindi na ikaw
pag bumalik ang kamalayan
sa realidad na dati'y hawak mo
Di na nabuo ang 'yong mundo
napaso sa imahinasyong ginawa mong totoo
Ngayon nahihirapan kang bumalik
sa dati mong tinitingnan
sa dati mong hinahagkan
Bakit ganyan?
Mundo'y paikot-ikot lang
pag ika'y lumabas sa kamalayan
o kay hirap ng balikan
Nakatingin sa ulap
Sa bahag-haring kulay ng 'yong luha
At di mo maabot
Nagtitiis na lang sa tubig na aking
tinutuntungan
O ako'y Dagat
na nabuo sa alat ng 'yong mga tuwa
At ang hangin na ating hinihingahan
ay isa na lamang puntod na inililipad ng
nakaraan
Nahihirapan na naman
(ang puso mo)
Naliligaw sa kawalan
At hindi na ikaw
pag bumalik ang kamalayan
sa realidad na dati'y hawak mo
Di na nabuo ang 'yong mundo
napaso sa imahinasyong ginawa mong totoo
Ngayon nahihirapan kang bumalik
sa dati mong tinitingnan
sa dati mong hinahagkan
Bakit ganyan?
Mundo'y paikot-ikot lang
pag ika'y lumabas sa kamalayan
o kay hirap ng balikan
Nakatingin sa ulap
Sa bahag-haring kulay ng 'yong luha
At di mo maabot
Nagtitiis na lang sa tubig na aking
tinutuntungan
O ako'y Dagat
na nabuo sa alat ng 'yong mga tuwa
At ang hangin na ating hinihingahan
ay isa na lamang puntod na inililipad ng
nakaraan
Sunday, February 18, 2007
The Pursuit of Happyness
"We all live with the objective of being happy; our lives are all different and yet the same."
-Anne Frank
see the movie... Will Smith rocks!
Saturday, February 17, 2007
Eleksyong tutong
bakit ka boboto?
bakit ka pa boboto kung alam mong gagaguhin lang ang eleksyon.
bakit ka boboto?
bakit ka pa boboto kung alam mong walang magbabago sa sistemang iyong ginagalawan.
bakit ka boboto?
bakit ka pa boboto kung alam mong marami pa rin ang gutom sa edukasyon at kalinga ng gobyerno .
bakit ka boboto?
bakit ka pa boboto kung alam mong palabas lang ng mayayaman ang eleksyong ito.
bakit ka boboto?
bakit ka pa boboto kung alam mong pinapaikot ka lang ng mga pulitiko.
bakit ka boboto?
bakit ka pa boboto kung alam mong ang hustisya ay hawak lang ng may kapangyarihan.
bakit ka boboto?
bakit ka pa boboto kung alam mong may mga aabuso sa kapangyarihan nila.
bakit ka boboto?
bakit ka pa boboto kung alam mong marami ang wala nang makitang pag asa sa bayan na ito.
bakit ka boboto?
bakit ka pa boboto kung alam mong tututukan ka lang ng baril sa ulo.
bakit ka boboto?
bakit ka pa boboto kung alam mong nag gagamitan lamang ang mga nasa pwesto.
bakit ka boboto?
bakit ka pa boboto kung alam mong ngayong oras na ito ay may batang mamatay sa karamdaman dahilan ng mataas na presyo ng gamot.
bakit ka boboto?
bakit ka pa boboto kung alam mo na sa dami ng mga pilipinong boboto ay alam din nila lahat ito.
bakit?
bakit ka boboto?
bakit?
bakit ka pa boboto kung alam mong gagaguhin lang ang eleksyon.
bakit ka boboto?
bakit ka pa boboto kung alam mong walang magbabago sa sistemang iyong ginagalawan.
bakit ka boboto?
bakit ka pa boboto kung alam mong marami pa rin ang gutom sa edukasyon at kalinga ng gobyerno .
bakit ka boboto?
bakit ka pa boboto kung alam mong palabas lang ng mayayaman ang eleksyong ito.
bakit ka boboto?
bakit ka pa boboto kung alam mong pinapaikot ka lang ng mga pulitiko.
bakit ka boboto?
bakit ka pa boboto kung alam mong ang hustisya ay hawak lang ng may kapangyarihan.
bakit ka boboto?
bakit ka pa boboto kung alam mong may mga aabuso sa kapangyarihan nila.
bakit ka boboto?
bakit ka pa boboto kung alam mong marami ang wala nang makitang pag asa sa bayan na ito.
bakit ka boboto?
bakit ka pa boboto kung alam mong tututukan ka lang ng baril sa ulo.
bakit ka boboto?
bakit ka pa boboto kung alam mong nag gagamitan lamang ang mga nasa pwesto.
bakit ka boboto?
bakit ka pa boboto kung alam mong ngayong oras na ito ay may batang mamatay sa karamdaman dahilan ng mataas na presyo ng gamot.
bakit ka boboto?
bakit ka pa boboto kung alam mo na sa dami ng mga pilipinong boboto ay alam din nila lahat ito.
bakit?
bakit ka boboto?
bakit?
Friday, February 16, 2007
The adventure is about to begin
It is the best and the worst of my seasonal mood disorder. I never thought I could inflict emotional turmoil upon myself. I could change myself into a self-destructing monster and at the same time send bad vibes to others. Change my bodily chemistry into a cancerously damaging cell, to the point that my mind could not take it any longer. A self-infliction of pandemonium. I don’t know how it all started. I have no idea how it came to be. At least now, after the storm (inside my head), I know exactly what I wanted in life.
I cant say I’m already in peace with myself, I’m under post-war period. I just hope this calm will last longer. And no, I’ve taken no drugs, no, no. I wish I could take one though, those anti-depressant pills. And yeah, I’ve also came to a point of committing suicide, but I though, where’s the adventure there? Ending it all. It’s pretty tempting ending your life and see what happens after, discovering the next “world.” Is it also as poisonous as this world? Is it also as conflicting? Is it more peaceful there? But then amidst all the questions clouding your thoughts, something flicker just above your temple. Time. Telling you such a rubbish idea. 1:00 am of February 10th told me, “You are not as smart as you think you are, you are not as pogi as you think you are, sleep now, then tomorrow start sailing, your adventure is about to begin.”
Where to?
As far as my imagination can take me.
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
Taking each post
close your eyes
oh gently
we'll take on each thoughts slowly
each mem'ries painful paths
we'll be closing each roads
Bury all these woes, oh angel of mine
i'm all here completely
with hands badly shaken
holding you dearly
we'll now take each step
each step closer to forgiveness
though its painful
we know we wont fall tonight
oh angel of mine
burn all the lights
hold on oh so tight
its gonna be a helluva night
stop your tears from falling
else we'll both end up drowning
we should take each stride tonight
shut off the windows
let no one see us grieving
too punishing mem'ries
life made us be
turn off that time
coz tonight its a wretch
in fears of old
unmistakably given
oh angel of mine
burn all the lights
hold on oh so tight
its gonna be a helluva night
oh gently
we'll take on each thoughts slowly
each mem'ries painful paths
we'll be closing each roads
Bury all these woes, oh angel of mine
i'm all here completely
with hands badly shaken
holding you dearly
we'll now take each step
each step closer to forgiveness
though its painful
we know we wont fall tonight
oh angel of mine
burn all the lights
hold on oh so tight
its gonna be a helluva night
stop your tears from falling
else we'll both end up drowning
we should take each stride tonight
shut off the windows
let no one see us grieving
too punishing mem'ries
life made us be
turn off that time
coz tonight its a wretch
in fears of old
unmistakably given
oh angel of mine
burn all the lights
hold on oh so tight
its gonna be a helluva night
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
It's too late to turn your age around.. sulk!
what's brewing?
Matter of fact I am sick today,it occured to me that this sickness of mine only occur between 4 pmtill9 pm, after these gruelling-nerve wrecking-bed tumbling witching hours (tingin ko talaga maynag cursed saken) i'm instantly (like a sudden flick of light on a bulb after 24 hours of brownout) redeemed. Dont ask me. Di ko rin alam kung ano nangyayari saken. Me thinks that I have a busted system or organ or whatever blood-clothing vein inside, and i wouldnt know it since i dont wanna go to a doctor, ugali ko, hayaan na lang, my body will get tired of whatever virus or fix whatever damaged it is inside me (mala-wolverine ako eh hehehe..). Malas talaga. I didnt get the chance to watched X-men 3. I been having a toxic week lately kaya di ako makaalis, even on sundays! yeah, talking about some life huh? but im emotionally, as i can tell, stable nowadays. I'm becoming... the term people used is mature, well, emotionally. Nah..., I dont wanna go into details as to how or why, else, this blog might turn into a blockbuster movie (starred by an actor who is under an illusion that he has talent in acting and who's only capable of posing a "supossedly" charming smile to people around him). I am just stable, steady with everything. I keep time pass me by, the hell I care, I'm steady.
I'm done with this korea-novela frenzy, It's all over the place! Even my friends are watching these dull teleseryes. And what about the local tv series? It SUCKS BIGTIME!!! captain barbell concept sucks! i say bring back the original concept. If you wanna create a teleserye for richard, have a mulawin remake instead! Yeah that's whats brewing!
Fuck! (Fin pala!)
Matter of fact I am sick today,it occured to me that this sickness of mine only occur between 4 pmtill9 pm, after these gruelling-nerve wrecking-bed tumbling witching hours (tingin ko talaga maynag cursed saken) i'm instantly (like a sudden flick of light on a bulb after 24 hours of brownout) redeemed. Dont ask me. Di ko rin alam kung ano nangyayari saken. Me thinks that I have a busted system or organ or whatever blood-clothing vein inside, and i wouldnt know it since i dont wanna go to a doctor, ugali ko, hayaan na lang, my body will get tired of whatever virus or fix whatever damaged it is inside me (mala-wolverine ako eh hehehe..). Malas talaga. I didnt get the chance to watched X-men 3. I been having a toxic week lately kaya di ako makaalis, even on sundays! yeah, talking about some life huh? but im emotionally, as i can tell, stable nowadays. I'm becoming... the term people used is mature, well, emotionally. Nah..., I dont wanna go into details as to how or why, else, this blog might turn into a blockbuster movie (starred by an actor who is under an illusion that he has talent in acting and who's only capable of posing a "supossedly" charming smile to people around him). I am just stable, steady with everything. I keep time pass me by, the hell I care, I'm steady.
I'm done with this korea-novela frenzy, It's all over the place! Even my friends are watching these dull teleseryes. And what about the local tv series? It SUCKS BIGTIME!!! captain barbell concept sucks! i say bring back the original concept. If you wanna create a teleserye for richard, have a mulawin remake instead! Yeah that's whats brewing!
Fuck! (Fin pala!)
Monday, May 29, 2006
you know you are lucky when some mornings the sunrise isn't the prettiest thing you see
kriing! kriing! kriing!
(telepono yan, nag riring)
me: yes?
caller: musta na?
me: ok lang, sino to?
caller: ako, di mo ba ko nabobosesan?
me: hinde, sino nga to?
caller: ako nga! hellow?
me: ahh.. oh baket?
caller: wala lang.. how are you?
me: i'm doing fine naman.. you?
caller: ganun pa rin, wala masyadong changes. ikaw? inconsistent ka pa rin?
me: constantly.
caller: hihihi... umaalis ka pa ba?
me: sometimes. pag may free time.
caller: alis tayo minsan.
me: sige na muna, natatae ako eh.
caller: why are you like that? pag tuwing kausap mo ko natatae ka na lang bigla? mukha ba kong cr?
me: may pagka
(caller hung up)
me: bastos amf!
(suddenly nag ring ulet)
me: yes?
caller: kaw ang bastos!
(hung up ulit)
me: huh?!?
*** this story didnt really happen. wala lang ako magawa and i feel the need to write something here, magtatapos na kase ang month wala pa kong post. hehehe.. dont worry mabait naman ako kausap sa fone.
(telepono yan, nag riring)
me: yes?
caller: musta na?
me: ok lang, sino to?
caller: ako, di mo ba ko nabobosesan?
me: hinde, sino nga to?
caller: ako nga! hellow?
me: ahh.. oh baket?
caller: wala lang.. how are you?
me: i'm doing fine naman.. you?
caller: ganun pa rin, wala masyadong changes. ikaw? inconsistent ka pa rin?
me: constantly.
caller: hihihi... umaalis ka pa ba?
me: sometimes. pag may free time.
caller: alis tayo minsan.
me: sige na muna, natatae ako eh.
caller: why are you like that? pag tuwing kausap mo ko natatae ka na lang bigla? mukha ba kong cr?
me: may pagka
(caller hung up)
me: bastos amf!
(suddenly nag ring ulet)
me: yes?
caller: kaw ang bastos!
(hung up ulit)
me: huh?!?
*** this story didnt really happen. wala lang ako magawa and i feel the need to write something here, magtatapos na kase ang month wala pa kong post. hehehe.. dont worry mabait naman ako kausap sa fone.
Saturday, April 15, 2006
it's all set
i'm tired of singing you love songs
it is such a drag of its becoming
i'm sick of giving sweet nothings
i'm scared of giving in
i'm in pulse of these sapidity
and it's all set
it took me decades to decide
i'm going now
in a pursuit of a dream
you can't follow
your hopes can't follow
you will lose me
i will lose you
and if ever God is watching
ask Him if i'm flying
cos im not
i will be down there throwing stones after stones
to build me a bridge to crossover
oh how i'm so unprepared
it is such a drag of its becoming
i'm sick of giving sweet nothings
i'm scared of giving in
i'm in pulse of these sapidity
and it's all set
it took me decades to decide
i'm going now
in a pursuit of a dream
you can't follow
your hopes can't follow
you will lose me
i will lose you
and if ever God is watching
ask Him if i'm flying
cos im not
i will be down there throwing stones after stones
to build me a bridge to crossover
oh how i'm so unprepared
Thursday, April 06, 2006
2000ml scar remover
-Kumpleto-
di ko alam kung pwede pa
kung pwede pa hintayin mo lang muna
hintayin mo lang muna bumalik ang sarili ko sa akin
at ipakikita sa iyo
kung sino at anu ako
kumpleto
kung makapaghihintay pa
sundan mo lang muna
wag lilingon
at wag kang mangangamba
di ka na mangangamba
hintayin mo lang muna
at sandali na lang ito
hintayin mo lang muna bumalik ang sarili ko
at ipakikita sa iyo
iaalay sa iyo
kung sino at anu ako
kumpleto
taglay ko ang ganda ng buwan
half moon man
di na mag iisa muli
at wag maiinip kahit alam nating mainit
hintayin mo lang muna
at sandali na lang ito
hintayin mo lang muna bumalik ang sarili ko
at ipakikita sa iyo
iaalay sa iyo
kung sino at anu ako
kumpleto
hintayin mo lang muna
at sandali na lang ito
hintayin mo lang muna bumalik ang sarili ko
at ipakikita sa iyo
iaalay sa iyo
kung sino at anu ako
kumpleto
hintayin mo ko at malapit na
samahan mo kong hintayin ako
sabay tayong maghihintay
sabay tayo
sabayan mo ko
hintayin mo lang muna
at sandali na lang ito
hintayin mo lang muna bumalik ang sarili ko
at ipakikita sa iyo
iaalay sa iyo
kung sino at anu ako
kumpleto
kumpleto
kumpleto, kumpleto,kumpleto
kung sino ako. kumpleto.
di ko alam kung pwede pa
kung pwede pa hintayin mo lang muna
hintayin mo lang muna bumalik ang sarili ko sa akin
at ipakikita sa iyo
kung sino at anu ako
kumpleto
kung makapaghihintay pa
sundan mo lang muna
wag lilingon
at wag kang mangangamba
di ka na mangangamba
hintayin mo lang muna
at sandali na lang ito
hintayin mo lang muna bumalik ang sarili ko
at ipakikita sa iyo
iaalay sa iyo
kung sino at anu ako
kumpleto
taglay ko ang ganda ng buwan
half moon man
di na mag iisa muli
at wag maiinip kahit alam nating mainit
hintayin mo lang muna
at sandali na lang ito
hintayin mo lang muna bumalik ang sarili ko
at ipakikita sa iyo
iaalay sa iyo
kung sino at anu ako
kumpleto
hintayin mo lang muna
at sandali na lang ito
hintayin mo lang muna bumalik ang sarili ko
at ipakikita sa iyo
iaalay sa iyo
kung sino at anu ako
kumpleto
hintayin mo ko at malapit na
samahan mo kong hintayin ako
sabay tayong maghihintay
sabay tayo
sabayan mo ko
hintayin mo lang muna
at sandali na lang ito
hintayin mo lang muna bumalik ang sarili ko
at ipakikita sa iyo
iaalay sa iyo
kung sino at anu ako
kumpleto
kumpleto
kumpleto, kumpleto,kumpleto
kung sino ako. kumpleto.
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
not even the best hairstyle can make an ugly mind pretty
parating busy kaya quotes lang muna:
-Was I right? Was I right to open all the old wounds again, to force myself to bleed again as in that cellar 12 years ago? Have I been a fool to bring her here when eight scores of months had almost cured the pain? (The Phantom Of Manhattan)
-We are never quits with those who oblige us, for when we do not owe them money, we owe them gratitude (count of montecristo)
... maligo na kayo!
-Was I right? Was I right to open all the old wounds again, to force myself to bleed again as in that cellar 12 years ago? Have I been a fool to bring her here when eight scores of months had almost cured the pain? (The Phantom Of Manhattan)
-We are never quits with those who oblige us, for when we do not owe them money, we owe them gratitude (count of montecristo)
... maligo na kayo!
***
you probably couldnt see me
so i automatically became a whisper
far from a legend
a story unworthy of writing
whatever your doing
dont do it for me
take a lesson on science
and mathematics
cos i'll be learning to count all wrongs
on your grand solar system
so i automatically became a whisper
far from a legend
a story unworthy of writing
whatever your doing
dont do it for me
take a lesson on science
and mathematics
cos i'll be learning to count all wrongs
on your grand solar system
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
once in february
hmmm.. its the end of the month na pala. i say, i've been quite busy lately sa work, and sa maraming changes na nangyayari saken. Most importantly, i think, i'm getting quite logical sa maraming bagay. Logical and practical. Im trying to be positive na sa mga views ko about a lot of things. Working my ass to become a better mature individual.
Sobrang dami palang pwedeng mangyari sa loob lamang ng 4 months. Within 4 months, naging isip bata ako (sabi defense mechanism daw yun sa mga anxiety attacks), naging paranoid (half-crazy), unsettled, crackpot, suicidal chicken at kung anu-ano pang kagaguhan. Ewan ko lang kung okay nako. Pero, i can say na i'm better than before.
Just last week, nagsimula na naman akong magkasakit. Colds + cough + a sore throat. Sabi ng doctor siguro sa stress daw. Binigyan nya ko ng medication, pero hanggang ngayon meron pa kong cough and colds (as i was writing this blog eh tulo sipon pako.. *singhooot*). I feel sleepy already pero may work pako kaya eto nag blog muna ako since, na-realized ko rin na matagal na rin pala akong walang bagong entry.
To a friend of mine na nasa san francisco ngayon, miss na kita tsong. Wala akong makasama dito para manuod sa Mayrics ng mga gigs. hehehe... tumugtog nga pala ulet yung spelling contest sa may bandang shaw blvd. at na special mention ka, sana napakinggan mo. Win, ingat ka dyan pare.. baka magka-*toot* ka dyan hehehe... kaw pa! kilala kita! Two Towers pa rin! hehehe...
Sobrang dami palang pwedeng mangyari sa loob lamang ng 4 months. Within 4 months, naging isip bata ako (sabi defense mechanism daw yun sa mga anxiety attacks), naging paranoid (half-crazy), unsettled, crackpot, suicidal chicken at kung anu-ano pang kagaguhan. Ewan ko lang kung okay nako. Pero, i can say na i'm better than before.
Just last week, nagsimula na naman akong magkasakit. Colds + cough + a sore throat. Sabi ng doctor siguro sa stress daw. Binigyan nya ko ng medication, pero hanggang ngayon meron pa kong cough and colds (as i was writing this blog eh tulo sipon pako.. *singhooot*). I feel sleepy already pero may work pako kaya eto nag blog muna ako since, na-realized ko rin na matagal na rin pala akong walang bagong entry.
To a friend of mine na nasa san francisco ngayon, miss na kita tsong. Wala akong makasama dito para manuod sa Mayrics ng mga gigs. hehehe... tumugtog nga pala ulet yung spelling contest sa may bandang shaw blvd. at na special mention ka, sana napakinggan mo. Win, ingat ka dyan pare.. baka magka-*toot* ka dyan hehehe... kaw pa! kilala kita! Two Towers pa rin! hehehe...
***
i keep climbing
rocky walls of disbelief
i keep fighting
i keep losing my mind
tell me there's a logic out there.
i keep climbing
rocky walls of disbelief
i keep fighting
i keep losing my mind
tell me there's a logic out there.
Friday, January 27, 2006
Unedited
I was on a business trip at Caramoan island for the past 2 weeks. Its refreshing na makapunta sa lugar na malayo sa araw araw mong nakikita. Pero, malungkot sa lugar na iyon. i considered it nga as my chateau d'if (kung alam nyo yung Count of Montecristo, you'll know what i'm talking about.) Maganda yung place, nature tripping talaga. ingat lang ako kase ang daming snakes sa lugar na napuntahan ko. Dun ko natikman yung wild boar, sarap pala nun.
I can say na "untouched" pa yung place kase sa morning pagka-gising, an eagle flying high above would greet your mornings tapos at night mga fireflies naman makikita mo sa isang tree. Dun ko nalaman na mahirap palang mamingwit ng isda tsaka kumuha ng clean water para mainum. But its all worthwhile.
After 2 weeks, na-miss ko na tong net, tsaka lahat ng ginagawa ko dito sa manila. Buti na lang at nakauwi nako.
I can say na "untouched" pa yung place kase sa morning pagka-gising, an eagle flying high above would greet your mornings tapos at night mga fireflies naman makikita mo sa isang tree. Dun ko nalaman na mahirap palang mamingwit ng isda tsaka kumuha ng clean water para mainum. But its all worthwhile.
After 2 weeks, na-miss ko na tong net, tsaka lahat ng ginagawa ko dito sa manila. Buti na lang at nakauwi nako.
***
..for you, kase higit sa lahat na-miss kita..Immensely buried by my thoughts of you
I can’t help myself but to think of ways to make you happy
To make myself think of ways to make you smile every waking day
I succumb to every word you said
I could die believing in you
You alone made everything in my world appear all right
You alone made everything seem all right
If I could only make you beam with glee each day
If I could only wash away those woes
I would… if I could
Those eyes gleamed with passion of beauty
Shimmered with happiness
You don’t deserved anguish
You are more than what you think you are
This time no more walls, no more bunkers, no more misery
This time.., I’ll have eight arms to hold you.
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
this thing about magic
Just recently someone texted me.. yung fucking lesbo! sabi ko:
tangina mo!
hehehehe!!! hindi naman ako mganun kabastos kase hindi naman bastos yung message niya, sabi lang niya na alam niya yung story namin, she's apologizing daw for everything, sabi ko:
okay lang yun.. you can suck mine though
hahahaha!!! hindi naman.. pero something to that effect, nakalimutan ko na yung sinabi ko pero pag wala kang tulog at may nag text sayo nang ganun, tendency is, mapapatay mo yung sender in a single text message.
Okay na ba? I think okay nako. I'm just waiting for something right now, everything seems in a haze, pero ok na. sabi nga, "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger."
What's with the title? Magic. Nine years is a magic... yun lang! walang clue!
ang problema ko'y ikaw
di makagalaw
ako'y hihiyaw
ang problema ko'y ikaw
Problema ko'y ikaw -Spelling Contest
tangina mo!
hehehehe!!! hindi naman ako mganun kabastos kase hindi naman bastos yung message niya, sabi lang niya na alam niya yung story namin, she's apologizing daw for everything, sabi ko:
okay lang yun.. you can suck mine though
hahahaha!!! hindi naman.. pero something to that effect, nakalimutan ko na yung sinabi ko pero pag wala kang tulog at may nag text sayo nang ganun, tendency is, mapapatay mo yung sender in a single text message.
Okay na ba? I think okay nako. I'm just waiting for something right now, everything seems in a haze, pero ok na. sabi nga, "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger."
What's with the title? Magic. Nine years is a magic... yun lang! walang clue!
***
gustong sumigawnagbababad sa kahihintay
inaabangan na makasabay
kapiling tuwina
kahit sa isip lamang
di magsasawa ang puso
sa pagbibilang sa atin
bitin ang galaw
inaabangan na makasabay
kapiling tuwina
kahit sa isip lamang
di magsasawa ang puso
sa pagbibilang sa atin
bitin ang galaw
ang problema ko'y ikaw
di makagalaw
ako'y hihiyaw
ang problema ko'y ikaw
Problema ko'y ikaw -Spelling Contest
Friday, November 18, 2005
Sharp Disaster
i would really love to write things that would make me happy right now, pero, overpowering yung emotions ko ngayon na hindi ko mapigilang umiyak while i am writing this post.
At first, akala ko okay nako, okay na lahat sa amin at naghihintay na lang kame ng time. Then suddenly may text akong nabasa sa cel nya.
"baby, pakakasalan kita."
Tangina! ANG SAKET!
halos lahat ng memories na naipon ko together with her through the years ay unti-unting nawawala. for nine years, halos walang makaka-isip na magkakaganun pa. bumabalik lahat nung time na you're both fighting for something beautiful, something na mag la-last forever. pakiramdam ko tuloy, hindi siya naging masaya sa mga taon na naging kame. halos di ako makahinga nung nabasa ko yun, namanhid ang buong katawan ko, parang gusto kong ibalik yung time na magiging magkakilala pa lang kame at putulin na duon yung memories ko. lahat ng naipon naming pictures eh nasa akin pa, lahat ng notes tsaka mga other things na naibigay nung mga years na hindi pa uso ang text messaging at blogging, hindi ko na alam kung anu pang gagawin ko sa mga yun. hindi ko na rin alam kung paano ulit mag start, yung mag-uumpisa ulit buuin yung sarili pagkatapos kang mabasag. kung paano ka ulit matutulog na hindi siya yung iniisip mo, kung paano ka iiyak nang hindi siya ang laman ng mga luha mo. paano ka babalik nine years ago nung hindi pa kayo magkakilala para unti-unting mabura sya sa isip mo, kase hindi mo kayang mag move forward dahil wala ka nang kamay na hahawakan pa para sumulong. paano mo bubuuin yung buhay mo nine years ago na hindi siya kasama. hindi lahat ng masaya natatapos ng maganda.
marami akong balak gawin, pero parang wala na yung push ko, yung driving force ko. kahit gaano kasakit kelangan tanggapin dahil yun lang ang alam kong dapat una kong gawin. tanggapin na wala na.
At first, akala ko okay nako, okay na lahat sa amin at naghihintay na lang kame ng time. Then suddenly may text akong nabasa sa cel nya.
"baby, pakakasalan kita."
Tangina! ANG SAKET!
halos lahat ng memories na naipon ko together with her through the years ay unti-unting nawawala. for nine years, halos walang makaka-isip na magkakaganun pa. bumabalik lahat nung time na you're both fighting for something beautiful, something na mag la-last forever. pakiramdam ko tuloy, hindi siya naging masaya sa mga taon na naging kame. halos di ako makahinga nung nabasa ko yun, namanhid ang buong katawan ko, parang gusto kong ibalik yung time na magiging magkakilala pa lang kame at putulin na duon yung memories ko. lahat ng naipon naming pictures eh nasa akin pa, lahat ng notes tsaka mga other things na naibigay nung mga years na hindi pa uso ang text messaging at blogging, hindi ko na alam kung anu pang gagawin ko sa mga yun. hindi ko na rin alam kung paano ulit mag start, yung mag-uumpisa ulit buuin yung sarili pagkatapos kang mabasag. kung paano ka ulit matutulog na hindi siya yung iniisip mo, kung paano ka iiyak nang hindi siya ang laman ng mga luha mo. paano ka babalik nine years ago nung hindi pa kayo magkakilala para unti-unting mabura sya sa isip mo, kase hindi mo kayang mag move forward dahil wala ka nang kamay na hahawakan pa para sumulong. paano mo bubuuin yung buhay mo nine years ago na hindi siya kasama. hindi lahat ng masaya natatapos ng maganda.
marami akong balak gawin, pero parang wala na yung push ko, yung driving force ko. kahit gaano kasakit kelangan tanggapin dahil yun lang ang alam kong dapat una kong gawin. tanggapin na wala na.
***
para lalong masakit, kanta nya to para sa akin nuon...
There are places I remember all my life,
Though some have changed
Some forever, not for better
Some have gone and some remain.
All these places have their moments
Of lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life I loved them all.
And with all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these mem'ries lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new
And I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them.
In my life I loved you more.
And I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them.
In my life I loved you more
In my life I loved you more
*sorry kung hindi nako makakatulog ng maayos.
para lalong masakit, kanta nya to para sa akin nuon...
There are places I remember all my life,
Though some have changed
Some forever, not for better
Some have gone and some remain.
All these places have their moments
Of lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life I loved them all.
And with all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these mem'ries lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new
And I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them.
In my life I loved you more.
And I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them.
In my life I loved you more
In my life I loved you more
*sorry kung hindi nako makakatulog ng maayos.
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